Infatuated with My Mysterious Husband

Mo Zhendong looked at Lu Ziyan as if he was looking at a golden mountain, and the fawning expression on his face was too obvious.

Mo Wanxi was a little depressed, and felt a little ashamed, so she replied sullenly, "I just met today."

"Really? I just said why I never heard you mention it! Mr. Lu, Wanxi is not very good at talking and has a bad temper. Please bear with me if I offend you."

"Where, Ms. Mo is smart, kind and lovely. Mr. Mo is really lucky to have such a daughter." Lu Ziyan praised Mo Wanxi kindly.

"Really, I'm still worried that she won't speak to offend Mr. Lu. Now that Mr. Lu speaks like this, I feel relieved. It's getting late, why don't we make an appointment for dinner at night? Mr. Lu will decide the location?"

"Dad!" Mo Wanxi's complexion suddenly became ugly, and Mo Zhendong didn't realize it, "Will Mr. Lu be willing to show you face?"

Lu Ziyan was a little regretful to see that Mo Wanxi's pretty face was not as bright as before.

He has also heard about Mo Zhendong's character. Mo's has been looking for cooperation with Lu's recently, but he has not approved it.

This Mo Zhendong's expression was too eager, if it was someone else, he would have walked away long ago, but Mo Zhendong is Mo Wanxi's father, so he has to save some face for Mo Wanxi.

"Thank you Mr. Mo for your kindness. Respect is worse than obedience. Let me invite Mr. Mo and Miss Mo!"

Lu Ziyan actually agreed to eat together, Mo Zhendong was extremely happy, but the two people who were with Lu Ziyan next to him were not too happy, and looked at Mo Zhendong with disdain.

"Boss Mo's skill at prying people's corners has really improved!"

Mo Zhendong pretended not to hear the other party's sarcasm, and smiled all over his face, "Mr. Lu, please!"

He Yucheng finished his lunch sullenly and went to He's.

The office that Mr. He arranged for him was next to the chairman's office. In order to let him, the ignorant second-generation ancestor, change his ways, he specially asked Uncle He to keep an eye on him.

After He Yucheng arrived at the company, he swayed on the chair with Erlang's legs crossed and played in circles.

Uncle He dutifully sorted out the documents and put them on the desk in front of He Yucheng for him to have a look.

He Yucheng casually picked up the document and flipped through it a few times before throwing it back.

Seeing He Yucheng's appearance that the mud couldn't support the wall, Uncle He was heartbroken.

"Seventh Young Master, you have to take a look anyway? Even if it's not for others, you have to take a look for the old man, right?"

Unmoved, He Yucheng leaned back on the chair and dozed off. Uncle He almost jumped up in anxiety, "I beg you, just take a look, otherwise how can I act like an old man when I go back at night?"

He Dongxing arranged for someone to come over to inquire about the news, and when he heard Uncle He's heartbroken words, he happily returned to his life.

He Dongxing was still a little worried that He Yucheng would seize power. After hearing the report from his subordinates, it was cloudy and sunny. As long as He Yucheng didn't want to stand up, no matter how much Mr. He helped him, it would be useless.

Lao Qi, a fool, is still as stupid as before. Really think that the old man can protect him for the rest of his life?

He Yucheng was persuaded by Uncle He to read two documents, but he didn't want to read them anymore.

Thinking that he wasn't used to working on the first day, He didn't force it, and thinking about agreeing to Mr. He, he secretly went out to make a phone call.

He Yucheng continued to lazily lean on the chair and close his eyes to rest his mind. Then the phone rang, and he connected it. Bai Haifeng called.

"He Qi, I just saw Lu Ziyan, do you know who he is with?"

"Who is he doing my shit with!" He Yucheng was not interested in Lu Ziyan's news at all.

Speaking of which, he had no grievances with Lu Ziyan, and Lu Ziyan was very polite when he saw him.

But because he was the same age as Lu Ziyan, and Lu Ziyan was too good, every time Mr. He tried to persuade him to learn well, he would use Lu Ziyan as an example.

So much so that He Yucheng became inexplicably angry when he heard the three words Lu Ziyan, and Bai Haifeng laughed on the other end of the phone.

"Let me tell you, it's really none of your business. Your Miss Mo and Lu Ziyan went to Huafeng talking and laughing."

He Yucheng held the phone and did not speak, while Bai Haifeng continued to talk.

"I just saw a client come out, and I met them as soon as I got out of the elevator. That guy Lu Ziyan usually pretends to be cold, but today he was all smiles. Miss Mo is interested."

"Really? How can you be sure?"

"Lu Ziyan's eyes never left your Ms. Mo, and she seemed very perfunctory when greeting me. By the way, your Ms. Mo seems very happy. Let me tell you, that guy Lu Ziyan is good-looking and has a good family background. If he puts in some effort, your Miss Mo may obediently fall into his arms, so you'd better find a way."

"What do you want to do? No, what's the matter with love." He Yucheng hung up the phone directly after finishing speaking.

When Uncle He came back from the phone call, he found that He Yucheng was a different person, with a gloomy face, as if someone owed him money.

He was a little puzzled, "Master, why are you upset?"

"I'm hungry, I'm going to starve to death, can you be happy?" He Yucheng was not angry.

"I'm hungry, how about I buy you something to eat?"

"No, I'm going to Huafeng to have a big meal tonight."

"Go to Huafeng, then call the old man. The old man also likes Huafeng's dishes very much." Uncle He called the old man while talking.

It was after five o'clock when He Yucheng and Uncle He arrived in Huafeng. He got off the car and entered Huafeng. Uncle He called him, "Master, why don't you wait for the old man in the lobby?"

He Yucheng nodded, walked to the sofa and sat down, picked up his mobile phone and sent a message to Jiang Mo, "What room is Lu Ziyan booked today?"

After a few minutes, Jiang Mo came back, "Lu Ziyan decided on the VIP box on the eighth floor of the Lotus Pond Moonlight."

"Just arrange a box for me next to it."

"good!"

After He Yucheng sent the text message, Mr. He's driver called, saying that Mr. He's car had an accident on the road.

He Yucheng was startled, and immediately got up and hurried to the scene of the old man's car accident.

The scene of the old man's car accident was at the intersection opposite the Huafeng Hotel. When He Yucheng arrived, he didn't see the old man, but saw the driver standing beside the car with his cell phone in panic.

Seeing the guilt on He Yucheng's driver's face, "Seventh Young Master blames me. I've already called an ambulance. The old man will be fine."

"Where's the person?" He Yucheng's face was sullen.

"In the car, there is a passing lady who knows first aid and is giving first aid to the old man. Don't worry, nothing will happen."

He Yucheng pushed away the nagging driver, walked to the door, and saw the old man lying on the back row of the car, his face pale, eyes closed, and a woman with a ball head was giving first aid to the old man.

The woman's technique looked very professional, and the old man opened his eyes after her first aid.

"Dad, are you okay?"

"It's okay! I'm better!"

Hearing the old man's answer to He Yucheng heaved a sigh of relief, then he looked at the woman who rescued the old man, his eyes met, he froze for a moment, "It's you?"